“supplement.” His brown hair was shaggy and his bright eyes stood out against some of the longest eyelashes I had ever seen. He was hot, I would give him that.
“That would be us,” I said, standing up to walk over to him.
“I’m Nolly,” Nolly said, stepping in front of me. “Do you know that guy Blaze?”
The guy looked at her with confusion. “Uh, I don’t believe so.”
“Damn,” she looked over at me and said, “Can you handle? I want to see if I can catch one more glimpse if he is still here.”
I knew Nolly wouldn’t be able to focus until she completed her stalking, so I nodded and she was off in a second.
“Who’s Blaze?” the guy asked once Nolly left.
“A guy who doesn’t even know what’s about to hit him.” I took a deep breath and held out my hand. “I’m Solo Cohan. I’m assuming Zia and Meryl want you in underwear and all greased up?”
“I believe so, and I’m Adam, by the way.”
I nodded and waved my hand in the direction we needed to walk. “Right this way.”
We walked in silence as I led him to the back room, where we kept all the clothes and “grease,” aka, baby oil.
Castings were held at the downtown office, where Zia owned another space which housed the admin offices, studio space, and storage. I enjoyed working at the office much more than the house, because I didn’t have to deal with the guys constantly flirting or getting in my way. They apparently all thought I was trying to play hard to get, but in fact, I was playing stay-the-fuck-away-from-me.
“Solo is an interesting name,” Adam broke the silence, as I shuffled through drawers to find some underwear.
“Yeah, my parents have an obsession with Star Wars ,” I said, pulling out a white pair of briefs and studying Adam’s size. “Medium?” I held them up and he nodded.
“That’s some good decision making on your parents’ part, but why not Leia?”
“Having two gay dads who are head over heels in love with Harrison Ford and his character Han Solo will do that to you,” I shrugged my shoulders and smiled.
“Well, I think your dads are bad ass.”
“You like Star Wars ?” I asked, not holding my breath, because the guys who usually walked through these doors didn’t even know what an ewok was.
“ Star Wars , like I do,” Adam said in a pretty lame Yoda voice, but I gave him credit for trying as I laughed.
“Wow, I never met a guy who came around here who had an interest in anything other than his muscles.” That wasn’t necessarily true, most of the guys were pretty nice, I was just jaded from a previous relationship.
Adam laughed a deep baritone laugh as he twisted the underwear in his hands. I couldn’t help but notice the little dimple that peeked out of his cheek and his adorable smile that made me want to cuddle up right next to him.
Whoa, slow down, sister. A guy says he likes Star Wars and you start to lose your mind, has it really been that long?
“Serious question,” Adam said, while cutting off his laughter. “The new sequence of movies coming out, are you excited?”
I thought about it for a second and said, “I’m sorry, I believe there are only three movies in the Star Wars trilogy. I refuse to acknowledge any other editions after the eighties.”
Adam gripped his chest and said, “My God, a girl after my own heart. I couldn’t agree more. Fuck the other trilogies; give me Harrison Ford, Mark Hamill, and Carrie Fisher, none of this Jar-Jar Binks bullshit.”
I held up my hands and said, “I could not agree more.” I waved them in front of my face and said, “Oh shit, I’m totally geeking out right now.”
Adam laughed again, a sound that I was starting to become addicted to.
Adam looked around and leaned forward as he said, “How come you’re the only normal one here? I’m sorry if this sounds bad, but holy shit, the people here are weird. I tried to have a conversation with some of the guys in the